Friday, September 23, 2016

When Michael Kane finds out the family secret he isn’t sure about his future. When God cast the fallen angels out of the heavens, He entrusted seven very special Keys to mortals. THE GUARDIAN'S KEY BY K. J. DAHLEN

When Michael Kane finds out
the family secret he isn’t sure about his future. When God cast the fallen
angels out of the heavens, He entrusted seven very special Keys to mortals. The
Keys open the seven Gates of Hell. Michael’s family holds the first Key and the
powers have been passed from father to son since time began.

Fifty years ago Michael’s
grandfather and uncle were kidnapped by demons hoping to get the Key. Now the
time is right to transfer the knowledge and the magic to the next generation.
Isaac, Michael’s grandfather, doesn’t want to give all he knows to his son,
Daniel. He gives the power to Michael instead.

After Michael is put through
a series of challenges he still faces the final test. Will Michael accept the
powers and the Guardianship?

EXCERPT

When
Michael Kane arrived at work that day he didn't expect to have his world turned
upside down. He looked up from his desk to see her standing there. She was the
most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. Her long, curly blonde hair flowed down to
her waist, and her clear green eyes sparkled in the sun coming through the
office windows. She was dressed is a long, flowing skirt and blouse under her
coat, but somehow the clothes fit her. He didn't see too many of her type in
Eagle River, Wisconsin. Eagle River was a small town in the south central part
of the state where everyone knew everyone else's business. The town earned its
place in history as a turning point in the wars between the Indians and the
white militia.

Michael had
left Eagle River after high school graduation to pursue a career in law
enforcement. Going to the police academy in Madison had given him a taste of
big city life, and after graduation Michael had been more than happy to come
home. He had decided that big city life was not for him, but being a cop had
always been his dream.

Here he
knew everyone and everyone knew him. He felt he was helping to preserve a way
of life. He'd seen firsthand how people fell through the cracks in the bigger
cities, and he didn't want that to happen here.

He hadn't
seen her enter the police station yet there she was. "Can I help
you?" he asked as he sat up a little straighter.

"I
hope so," she told him as she stomped the snow off her boots and unzipped
her parka. "I'm looking for Detective Michael Kane."

Michael
glanced at his friend and partner, Alex Cadan, who he noticed was watching the
exchange with unashamed curiosity. Alex had a huge grin on his face when
Michael turned to her and said, "I'm Michael Kane."

She sat
down beside his desk and leaned forward. "My name is Rhetia. I must speak
with you on a very delicate matter. Is there somewhere we can go for more
privacy?"

Michael
frowned. Her face and voice were almost mesmerizing. He tried to ignore Alex's
soft chuckle as he stood up and escorted her to one of the interrogation rooms.
When he stood, the difference in their statues was noticeable. He was six foot
tall and slender while she was barely five foot tall. He had dark hair and blue
eyes in contrast to her blonde hair and green eyes. When she was seated, he
asked, "What is this all about?"

"I
know this is going to be hard to believe, but I have come to you to retrieve a
Key, a Key given to your grandfather Isaac Colt for safe keeping," she
blurted out.

Michael
frowned. "I'm afraid you have the wrong person then. My grandfather's
first name was Isaac, but his last name wasn't Colt, it was Charles."

"Yes,
it was," she insisted. "After he disappeared, I told your grandmother
to change her name to protect her and your mother and disappear. That was
almost fifty years ago."

Michael was
stunned. "What are you talking about? You don't look like a woman who was
even alive fifty years ago."

Rhetia
shook her head. "We don't have time to argue about this. I'm not here to
debate how old you think I am. Fifty years ago your grandfather Isaac had in
his possession a Key, a Key that has been passed down from generation to
generation in his family. Demons were after him but he wouldn't give up the Key
to them, so we think they murdered him, or at the very least they kidnapped him
and are still holding him hostage."

"Demons?
What the hell are you talking about?" Michael demanded to know. He
couldn't help but wonder why all the gorgeous women had to be flaky?

Rhetia took
what seemed to be a calming breath. "You may not believe what I am about
to tell you, but I am speaking the truth. Time is running short. In three days,
it will be the spring Equinox, one of the only times on Earth that the
opportunity is right."

"Right
for what?" Michael glared at her. She was talking gibberish as far as he
was concerned. "Lady, I don't have time for fairy tales."

"This
isn't a fairy tale. It's very real. Please let me explain."

He started
to stand up when she blurted out, "I am an angel and it is my duty to
protect the family of the Guardians."

"The
what?" he asked as he plopped back down in his chair.

"Your
grandfather, Isaac, was a Guardian of a Key. He may have died to protect
it."